Wherever hearts do roam
Hear To Their
Beckons shelter
Hid from storm
Looks within
These spaces bare
Finding self
In poem to dare
Real encounter
Replacing lies
Digging deep
In truth relies
Echoes vibrate
From beyond
Hear of shadowed
Future gone
Now beseach
My inward glow
Find thyself
In purest poem
Find yourself
As lovers do thrive
Feel strong pulse
As Salve heals life
Do reach within
On pained hurt rub
Depart all sin
All lift above
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